In that way, I don't understand myself. It might have to do with my own conflicts, where to place my body as a child, which I have carried over to now. In this way I'm constantly dislocated.

Philosophy is a bad master for poetry; religion worse; and politics self-serving will never serve the Muse.

The crows live in the world like you do. They are part of nature.

Poetics is a science for stammering poets.

Crows appear in many of my new unpublished poems. In these walks, they take on a symbolic life apart from their irritating, undeniable, interruptive presence. I figure them differently.

People called me a tomboy. That was the term used then. I was very much someone who was comfortable in male clothing, and even later when I grew up, I was constantly wearing dungarees, wearing guy shirts.

I don't know where to place my body. Everyone notices that about me. I'm very restless.